At night, Youchuan hadn't slept for a long time, and he had always spent a peaceful night with cultivation, but Changbai Immortal Mountain was too cold, and Youchuan could be regarded as breaking his vows today, sleeping a good night's sleep that lasted for a long time, and had a big dream in the spring and autumn.

In his dream, Yukawa meets a strange white-bearded old man, who seems to be dying and will lose his life at any moment, but there is light in his eyes, and the folds are shining.

Youchuan asked, "Old uncle, are you?"

The white-bearded old man said angrily: "Unreasonable, shout sir"

Yukawa replied obediently: "Sir." ”

The white-bearded old man smiled and said, "Do you like to read?"

"I can't read big words, naturally I don't like to read, and can reading save people? Can I find Lan Ruo? Obviously, I like to practice swords, I know that people who read like to reason, I can't read, so only by practicing swords hard, I think the sword in my hand can make people feel a little reasonable, who said no?" You Chuan said in a hurry, he didn't like reading, he didn't hate it, there was a feeling that he was at peace when he came in.

The white-bearded old man obviously agreed with this crooked reasoning, and laughed with a somewhat appreciative look: "Hahaha, yes, what you said is also reasonable. "However, reading is not reading dead books, not holding cold volumes day after day, reading can read the society of the country, you can read the suffering of the world, you can read the laws of heaven and earth, how is it useless to read?" ”

Yukawa didn't understand, and didn't even hear what the previous sentence said.

The white-bearded old man said again: "The countryman can assist the general of the Gangfu Building, and the Confucian saint can be a scholar to shake all directions." How is it useless to read?"

Youchuan hurriedly asked, "What about the Confucian saint?"

The white-bearded old man straightened his waist and said loudly: "Above the Confucian saints, there is also the most holy who can read the natal word, and the most holy can think of the righteousness of heaven and earth and guard the world for three thousand years!"

"What is the natal word?" Yukawa seemed to have found something powerful and hurriedly asked.

The white-bearded old man replied: "The natal word is the morality that the reader believes in, once you realize the natal word, every person in the world who uses this word can add a trace of cultivation for you, and it is also possible to practice the sword over time, now do you want to read?"

Youchuan shook his head and asked, "Then sir, do you have a natal character?"

The white-bearded old man replied slowly: "Etiquette, benevolence, and Taoism." ”

I woke up from a dream, and I woke up very suddenly.

Youchuan still has a lot of questions to ask, because he thinks this old man knows a lot, Youchuan wants to ask when he can see Lan Ruo, wants to ask why people have evil and good, wants to ask what is evil and what is good, what is courtesy, what is benevolence, what is the righteousness of heaven and earth, all of which are unknown, these can only be asked later, You Chuan secretly felt that he would meet the old man again, so firm.

"Wouldn't it be nice to have friends from afar?"

"People with lofty ideals are benevolent, there is no survival to harm benevolence, there is killing to become benevolent. ”

As soon as it was dusk, there was the sound of reading aloud in the courtyard, which woke up Youchuan, who wanted to fall asleep again, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and Youchuan crawled into the courtyard.

There is goose feather snow in the sky, there is a snowman under the snow, there is a snow book in the snowman's hand, and the grand scene of 500 people standing in the courtyard under the heavy snow to study must be only seen in the Wind and Frost Academy, and there will be no such scene in the future.

Youchuan yelled at everyone, "Aren't you cold?"

In response to Yukawa, there was a continuous sound of reading.

"What are you yelling about!" simply roared.

Everyone disagreed, they all knew that this hot-tempered simple, reading the most transparent, but without a trace of the appearance of a reader, is really simple, not simple.

Youchuan was a little scared, after all, this is someone's territory, so he just asked softly: "Do you have anything to eat?" hungry, hungry..."

Youchuan thought that there would be food delivered in the other courtyard after arranging it, but who knew that these people didn't understand the etiquette at all, and they didn't give people at least food and clothing.

The short answer is, "Yes." Then he walked to a place, and Yukawa followed.

He simply came to the pavilion and said, "Sir, here you are." After saying that, he left, and he didn't say hello to Youchuan.

Youchuan didn't care so much, but rushed into the pavilion, which was full of delicacies, and Mr. Kong was facing away from the food, looking at the small lake, where there were occasional carp swallowing lotus.

Youchuan only asked: "Mr. early." Then he devoured it, and asked Xian'er if she could eat it, but Xian'er naturally didn't answer, it was too cold.

Partition~

After a while, there was not much left on the table, and Youchuan wiped his mouth and praised: "Sir, the food in your academy is good, no wonder you have to study in the heavy snow, for this hot food." ”

"Full?" asked Mr. Kong.

"Well, it's full. Yukawa replied.

"That, sir, do you know the natal character?" Yukawa remembered the intermittent picture, and seemed to remember only these three words.

Mr. Kong's heart trembled and turned around and asked, "Where did you hear the saying of the natal word?" The natal word is the top secret in Confucianism and Taoism, only all generations of Confucian saints can know, passed down from generation to generation, and can never be exposed.

There are 12 points of luck in the world, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism each account for one, the royal family accounts for one, the dawn people account for three points, the bright one point, the dark one point, and the heavenly way three points.

It is precisely because of this that Kong Liangyi attaches so much importance to Youchuan, because there is no trace of luck on Youchuan, what kind of person should be a person who is not in the luck of the Great Dao.

"Well, an old gentleman told me that it was in a dream. Youchuan said a little embarrassed, after all, it was a little embarrassing to say this in a dream, but since Mr. was asking, there was probably such a thing as a natal word, and it was not a shame.

"In a dream, in a dream. Mr. Kong stroked his short beard and kept repeating these two words, as if he was thinking about something.

"Could it be that the words are realized in a dream, you come here and I'll take a look. Kong Liangyi suddenly thought of the dream enlightenment recorded in the Analects, which was the inheritance of the ancestors.

When Deyouchuan walked in front of him, Mr. Kong reached out and touched Youchuan's eyebrows, and there was a faint word 'benevolence', half light and half dark, as if he was only halfway through the writing, and when he finished writing it all, he would burst out with endless energy.

Mr. Kong shook his head and muttered: "Heaven's will is like this, but why is it a benevolent character?" Ren is the natal word of the Confucian sage, the founder of Confucianism and Taoism, sitting on the Tao for three thousand years, why does his natal word appear in a little boy, Rao is Confucian saint does not know what the intention is.

Youchuan was puzzled and said loudly: "What's wrong?"

Mr. Kong was silent, and after a long time, he asked, "What are you going to do next?"

Without thinking, Youchuan replied aloud: "Go to the South China Sea Temple to find Lan Ruo." ”

"And then?"

"If Lan Ruo is willing to come back with me, he will go back to Lan Ruo Temple to see the old monk together, and if he is unwilling, I will go back to see the old monk myself. ”

"And then?"

"Then I will be a hero from all over the world and act chivalrous and righteous, but my aunt said that I have something to do in the future, so I have to practice my sword well, otherwise the consequences will be very serious. ”

Mr. Kong looked at the white mist to the south and sighed, "Then is there anything you particularly want to do besides these?"

"Well, maybe you can also kill some monsters and help those who can only drink tea, burn incense and worship Buddha. Yukawa remembered the annoying nagging and the hot eggs.

"Sir, what do you think cultivators are for? for immortality or for the sake of building a grand hegemony?" You Chuan asked for no reason, which was very different from what he could ask.

Mr. Kong thought for a while and asked, "I don't know, what do you think?"

Yukawa seems to have prepared the answer a long time ago: "I think we should help those who are weak and do things for such a world." ”

The gentleman was surprised: "We?"

Yuchuan raised his bright eyes and looked into the distance and replied, "Everyone!"

"Everyone!" Mr. Kong was shocked by Youchuan's determined eyes for no reason, and read along.

At this moment, Kong Liangyi finally understood why the natal character of Confucius Sage appeared in a little boy, the natal character is not a word, but more like a spirit, a kind of inheritance, and anyone who has this meaning can understand it.

"Which, sir, how difficult is it to go to the South China Sea Temple?" You Chuan still asked this question, after all, everything he saw and heard along the way told He Chuan that it was really difficult to go to the South China Sea Temple, and there were only three people in the world who could carry the Heavenly Dao through the moat, and Zuo Thirteen, who broke the law with his strength, didn't know if he could do it.

"It's hard, it's hard to get to the sky. Mr. Kong sighed, except for those three people, few people can open the moat.

"Even if the gentleman says it's difficult, that's really difficult. "Youchuan is a little frustrated, since Lanruo Temple has traveled thousands of miles, Youchuan's belief has not been loosened at all, but now people who are as strong as Mr. are also difficult, even if it is very rare.

"Heaven rewards hard work, you don't have to worry. Mr. Kong said insincerely, comfortingly.

"Sir, I know, I won't give up, I'll go on the road now, and I'm just coming to this fairy mountain to see Mr. Yukawa comforted himself and carried his luggage.

"Sir, I'm leaving. Youchuan walked not far away and waved his hand.

"I'll wait for you to come back. Mr. Kong also waved his hand and said.

Youchuan Mou shouted vigorously: "Young heroes, there is still simplicity, I'm leaving." ”

Unable to answer from many readers, Youchuan shouted again towards the southern mist: "Nanhai Temple, I'm here, Lan Ruo, I'm here." ”

Then a man and a sword went straight to the Silent Snow Field.

On Kunlun Immortal Mountain, there is an old man who sits on the ground and hears the shout of Youchuan, holding the dust in his hand, stepping into the air, drawing a white rainbow in the air, the speed is so fast that he can't see it.

There is a monk on foot, one step at a time, the surrounding monsters are scattered, and the golden light is overflowing.

There is also a person walking in the air above the city under heaven, carrying a jar of mulberry wine, half drunk and half awake.

They all seemed to be heading for the same place, all hearing the same voice, all for the same people.

"End of this chapter"